This dream has a very big, magical undertone to everything that happened, but I wasn't able to grasp it in detail. Magical undertones of bright colors and candy, etc. It is the last day of school at a school I attend in the dream, but have never been to before. The school is very large, with an older style of architecture, made of brown and yellow brick. It seems like more of a private school to me. I am a student at the school, I work in a room off to the left of the huge entrance of the building. I work in the room, which is small and dark. There are two wooden tables facing each other, against the right wall of the room. I can tell they are made of good, strong wood, but look like they've been used for a while. On the left wall is a bulletin board with papers on it. The room was meant for me and another student at the school to work in. The person I work with is a young man my age, with large glasses, a small frame, either brown, or orange curly hair, and short. I think he was wearing a sweater vest with a plaid shirt under it. I'm not sure what we worked on together, but the room had the appearance of a room you would see in a police station. Where the back wall of the room should have been was just a wide open space. The room was very dark, but as soon as you stepped out of it you were in a huge green field with tons of hills and sunlight shining. The part of the dream where I went there is very vague, but I recall going there with a group of people around the beginning of my dream.
So it is the last day of school and everyone is going crazy and basically rioting, ransacking the entire school. I was there during it and wanted it to stop, but didn't try to stop anyone, or say anything. The next morning I am on the front lawn of the school. My boyfriend is there and a guy I knew a tiny bit in high school, as well as all of the students who weren't involved in the riot. None of the other students knew what had happened, so they were all shocked. Everyone is walking towards the school with their backpacks on, it is a sunny day. I walk across the lawn towards the school and the guy I knew from high school walks next to me. We reach the school and walk up the stone steps of the entrance, which has a type of creamy white awning over it. Someone had burned into the awning "Last Day of School". As we walk under it the guy looks up at it and I think to myself, "I can't believe he's doing that, we're not supposed to." I thought we were supposed to act like nothing had happened, or the kids who had rioted would harm us. I walk into the room I share with the guy with glasses and he is sitting at his desk. There were papers strewn all over the room, it was a mess. He looks shocked and sad that everything was wrecked. I want to make him feel better, so I walk over to my desk and say, "Well, look, this is on my desk", pointing out the black words written on my desk in permanent marker I think, but I couldn't make out the words clearly.
Then the police station part of the dream occurred. The police station was basically a police station in the midst of the school; my workroom is there and other parts of the school are where prison cells are. In this part of the dream I am a man and I am a prisoner.The guards who work at the station are horrible, they abuse everyone. What would happen to us was myself and a group of fellow male prisoners would have to go in a group to my workroom from the first part of the dream. Some of the prisoners were like cartoon characters, wearing very bright clothing with animated characteristics. I'm not sure what we would do in the room, but the guards would be observing us somehow while we were in there. They would watch us, then choose one of us to take out and beat up. It happens multiple times in what seems like a row to me in the dream that we go into the room and I am chosen as the person to get beat up by the guards. I do not have an exact visual of how I would be beat up. I remember it as I remembered it in my mind in the dream, thinking about it in the dream, as the guards were coming I would somehow know, oh, they're coming to get me and this is what they're going to do to me. I don't remember feeling that bad about everything happening, the feeling was more a matter-of-fact thing I had to deal with. The guards would take me out of the room, take all of my clothes off, then beat me up. One of the things they used to beat me with was a long, red tube, which looked like a firecracker tube. So this happened multiple times.
Then something happened, I don't know what exactly, in the place I can't remember beyond the workroom and the entrance of the school where all of the prisoners were kept, I may have witnessed something that I thought was wrong, like uncovered something about the guards, so I sneaked into the workroom by myself. At this point I am in the room and I can now remember there being two prison cell beds in it, next to each other. I think there is another prisoner in the room who has been badly beaten and I talk to him a bit. Then I somehow know that there is a man coming, he is a bad person, but he is different from the guards. He is wearing a very dark suit with dark short hair and dark eyes. He may have also been wearing a dark hat, like a noir character. I went behind the door, and he opened it slowly. He had a knife, which he was holding out as he came in, so all I could see was the blade of the knife coming in the room. I think I slammed the door against him and after a bit of a struggle was able to beat him up. I walk out of the room and walk along a hallway, which turns left and leads to a large open room. The room is lit with two bulbs from the ceiling, but is very shadowy. There are two prison cells in the right side of the room, taking up half the room. To my left is a police desk with two guards sitting at it. People are in the cells, but the doors are open and people are walking in and out freely. Along the very right side wall were a bunch of police offices, with closed doors. The left side of the room was filled with a big group of people, made up of the people walking out of the cells and more people who I'm not clear on whether they were prisoners. A lot of the crowd are young children and babies. Leslie Knope and Ben Wyatt from the show Parks and Recreations are there. I have sensed their presence in other parts of the dream, but cannot recall exactly when and how. They stand out in the crown because they are the only people standing and they are taller than everyone else, so I notice them at the front of the crown.I walk towards the crown and am now carrying a plastic bag filled with candy. I have a strong urge to go crazy with it and run around and throw it in the air to everyone, but decide to hand it out to everyone instead. I toss it to kids in the crown. Most of the candy is sphere shaped and colorful. Everyone gets excited. Sitting infront of Leslie and Ben is a young baby. He is wearing a light blue onesie and has blonde hair. I give him a handful of speckled white gobstoppers, but Ben says, "What are you doing? you can't give those to a baby!" He seemed to not like me giving out any candy at all. I take the candy back from the baby and instead give him really small, bright blue balls of candy and he's really happy.
Then I am standing next to Ben and Leslie, but Leslie has transformed into someone else. She is now a young woman, in her mid to late teens, or very early twenties. She has very fair skin and rosy cheeks. She's in a kind of coma. She's leaning back as if she's being supported by something, but there is nothing behind her supporting her. Her arms are crossed across her chest. She is wearing a floor-length dress, which comes up to her neck. It is made of a shiny, pearly white material covered in shiny, small, light pink, orange, and golden embroidered flowers. There may have been white lace on the chest area of the dress. Her hair is covered by a makeshift bandana made of the same material as her dress. The dress was stiff, it wasn't the kind that flows at all. Her entire being was light and shiny, she was glowing. I knew that Ben was in love with her. We all somehow knew she was still alive. I then think to myself Ben thinks if he kisses her it will wake her up, so I try to help in a way. I somehow am in the middle of the kiss; I am kissing her, but Ben is also. It is like he is kissing her through me, but his head is inside of mine. I have an image of both of our heads being see-through, so his head was able to be in mine so we could kiss her at the same time. While I was doing this I had a feeling that neither Ben, or anyone in the room wanted me to do that. While I kissed her I thought to myself wake up, wake up! I was trying to will her with all my strength to wake up. She didn't wake up, so I placed a gem type thing on her forehead. It was circular, with bright fuscia and blue colors in it, but totally clear at the top. It was kind of iridescent. Then I took a small white flower, which resembled a marigold and begonia, and placed it on the middle of her neck. She looked really beautiful.
